Hell has frozen over
Topic: Uncategorized| No Comments »I am canning. All by myself. Totally unsupervised.
The whole house smells of grapes. I am pretending I am in the middle of a vineyard. Maybe the south of France or Napa. In any case, I have extensive sun-kissed grounds.
Could not sleep last night. Woke up at 3 am. Did HW, cleaned, and set up the whole canning assembly line. Convient because after my Y hike this AM, all I had to do is boil water and the show was on the road.
I am having a great time. I love listening for the lids to pop to signal that the jar is sealed. It fills me with a great sense of accomplishment–a pat on the back from Martha Stewart herself.
Today was also pivotal because I finally started recording my family history. I made a Skype appointment with Mom to tell stories about my Grandpa. Today we covered his childhood and his service in the French Foreign Legion and British Military Police. It was ABSOLUTELY AMAZING. The final product will be a DVD with the stories and scanned copies of his pictures and documents (he got a presidential medal for bravery in the liberation of Czechoslovakia). I am thrilled. Tomorrow, we will be covering Grandpa’s life after Dad was born.
I am really overwhelmed with gratitude and happiness.
Loves,
Sandy